Henry would waste no time getting started. He scooped up the seeds, put them in his pocket, and headed into a nearby forest in search of a deer. Grinning, he was ready for this part. Though it would not be Mark or Jen or Connie, it'd still feel great to spill some blood. It was so overdue. He needed this.
Making sure to be careful about his steps, he managed to avoid any branches and crunchy leaves that were in his path.
It would suck if he were to alarm any deer that may be close by.

'Turn around...'
That demon voice had spoken again, but only in his head. And when Henry followed the instruction, there, just a couple feet away, lay a baby deer. It was alive and seemed to be struggling to get back up on its tiny legs. Just a foot away from it, was a pocket knife. And when Henry spotted this, he smirked, "Thanks."

Killing again was going to feel so great, even if it was just an animal.
Henry was certainly no stranger to that.

As he knelt down to get a closer look, it was obvious that this fawn was injured.
"Oh... why you poor little thing..." Henry spoke softly, but it was obvious sarcasm as he smirked. This was a fun sight to him and he began to circle around the animal, as if studying it carefully and pondering the best way to end it. "Does it hurt, Mark" He spoke again, now picturing this fawn as Mark writhing in pain at his feet. "Good. I told you not to fuck with me. Stubborn Cuz."

Henry stopped and knelt again, down at the fawn's back and actually leaned in now to whisper at its ear, "I'll take good care of Jen, don't you worry..." And with that, he plunged the blade deep into its back. It responded with a slight cry and soon quit struggling.

Richard's ghost appeared again, but it was as if Henry could neither see nor hear him.
Henry's eyes were fixated on the dead fawn as he began to carve out the heart.
Richard stepped closer to his brother, making sure he was clearly in sight but still... nothing.
Henry never acknowledged him.

Blood poured out over Henry's hands, and as he dug them into the corpse, there was a new look in his eyes.
Joy, interest, sheer pleasure and ecstasy.

As he held the heart now, he smiled.
This was the scariest one yet. It was sadistic.
"This. This is what I need to do to Mark."

Richard looked on, now horrified.

Henry still paid him no attention.
He just held the fawn's heart carefully in his hands and walked off, headed for his well to complete the spell.

It was time. That angel had to go.

XXXXX

The bedroom was silent for a few moments until Castiel nodded and spoke up, "I'll need you to lie back, Jennifer."

"Is this going to hurt her?" Connie asked, concern in her tone.
And Jen looked to Castiel curiously as well. She had wondered herself, but didn't want to ask.

The angel seemed to pause and think for a moment before answering, "I've never done this before, but it is a delicate process. I can't promise that there won't be pain. There may be some discomfort."

Jen nodded and took a deep breath as she waited.
Mark walked to her side and took hold of her hand, "Jen, are you sure?"
She only nodded again.

"If we're ready to get started, I'll need you to step back Mark."

"Be as gentle as possible." Mark told him before rejoining Connie on the other side of the room.

"Of course." Castiel responded, "Also, Jen, this will likely leave you feeling drained. It's a life force being removed from you, after all."

Again, she nodded as her eyes closed, "I understand. I'm ready..."

"I'll do my best to combat whatever pain you may feel..." Castiel assured her as he had now held one hand up and over her stomach, palm down.

At first, Jen could feel a touch of warmth go through her belly. It was as if someone had placed a heating pad on her or something.
Then, a twinge, which made her already closed eyes shut even tighter

Mark had took a step toward them again, worried, but Connie reached out and took hold of his hand to stop him. She shook her head as Mark now looked back at her. "Trust him" She whispered to her cousin.

XXXXX

Henry was halfway to his secret well now. Richard followed, not too far behind.
He still went unnoticed. He was losing now and wasn't sure what to do.

Henry's mind went over ways to deal with the three once that angel was removed.
He'd fantasize about slicing Mark open and removing his heart, just like he'd done not long ago with that fawn. As for Jen, raping her again came to mind. Why not have that bit of fun once more before ending it for good? And Connie would pose no challenge to him. In fact, he'd probably off her first. get the easiest part out of the way. Sure, she had survived the fire... but he wasn't around. She'd not escape death so easily the next time with him there, he'd make sure of it.

XXXXX

Castiel's free hand now gently held on to Jen's as she had begun to show signs of being in pain.
Her occasional whimpers were like knives stabbing at Mark. He wanted to be over there to stop it, but Connie had to remind him again that this is what Jen wanted. Connie was a bit teary-eyed herself, obviously affected too.

Suddenly there was discomfort in the angel's head. Something was going down, he could sense it...but it would not interfere. He refused to let it. he needed to get this done for Jen.

His discomfort was growing though, because it was at this moment that Henry was finishing up with the instructions from that demon. He was now chanting over the well at the exact moment Castiel was almost done completing this removal.

Jen's eyes shot open. She could feel something wrong too. This power that Castiel was using gave her a brief sense of what her angel was going through, "Castiel... something's happening..." she whispered.
He nodded.

Quietly, he had now finished and immediately collapsed to the floor, coughing up blood.

"Castiel! What's happening?!" Jen cried out, but she was too weak to even roll over and look down at him.

Mark and Connie rushed to his side to assist but it was no use. It was as if some invisible force had him pinned to the floor.
Too Strong.
And then, the angel began to shake as if he was experiencing a seizure.

"Hey! Hey! Talk to me! What's going on?!" Mark yelled, still trying to pick him up off of the floor.
But then... *POOF* .. Castiel vanished.

Connie gasped and her and Mark stared at one another in shocked silence.

XXXXX

Once the ritual was complete, Henry grinned.
He had a sense that it was successful, "Thank you so SO much, demon... I'll take care of the rest. Watch, and enjoy the show..."